Winter Ruts

Winter Ruts

There is something special to me
About driving down a country road
In those winter ruts of mud and snow.
There is no need fo a sign to say “slow”.

I remember driving down the road toward home
After it had snowed so hard
And driving in those deep car ruts
Helped to guide me back to my yard.

After rainstorms you had to be careful
Because those same ruts could trap you
And they would keep you still
As mud oozed up around your wheel.

I know that it may seem silly
To find them comforting at all
But they remind me a simpler time
When you drove in the ruts or not at all!
Thena

Love it. More of the small things in life that we all treasure. I remember when kids played outside, drank from the garden hose in summer time, and when we did bad in school it was our fault and not the teacher's.